THE LUNA THEY REJECTED CAME BACK RUTHLESS

The Name He Finally Gave

Silence lingered after his words.

Heavy.

Uncomfortable.

I didn’t like the way he spoke—like he knew more than he was saying, like every answer came with another secret behind it.

“Do you even have a name?” I asked.

He paused for a second.

Then—

“Zayden.”

The name settled in the air between us.

Unfamiliar.

But it didn’t feel harmless.

“Zayden,” I repeated slowly. “And what exactly are you?”

A faint smirk touched his lips.

“That depends on what you think you see.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“It’s the only one you’re getting for now.”

I exhaled sharply, frustration rising again.

“You like doing that,” I said. “Talking without actually saying anything.”

“And you like asking questions you’re not ready for,” he replied.

My jaw tightened.

“I’m ready.”

“No,” he said simply. “You’re not.”

That irritated me more than I expected.

“Then make me ready,” I snapped.

For a moment, something shifted in his expression.

Not amusement.

Not control.

Something darker.

“Be careful what you ask for,” he said quietly.

The tone in his voice sent a slight chill through me.

But I didn’t back down.

“I already lost everything,” I said. “There’s nothing left to protect.”

That made him pause.

Really pause.

His gaze stayed on me longer this time, like he was trying to read something deeper than my words.

“You think that,” he said finally.

“I know that.”

“No,” he replied. “You just haven’t realized what you still have.”

My hand moved again.

Instinctively.

To my stomach.

The warmth was there.

Faint.

But steady.

Alive.

Zayden’s eyes followed the movement.

And this time—

He didn’t hide his reaction.

Something flickered in his gaze.

Recognition.

Interest.

And something else.

Something close to certainty.

“What is it?” I asked quietly.

He took a slow step closer.

Not threatening.

But not safe either.

“That…” he said, his voice lowering slightly, “is why you’re still alive.”

My heart skipped.

“That doesn’t explain anything.”

“It explains everything,” he replied.

Before I could argue—

A sudden knock echoed through the room.

Sharp.

Unexpected.

Both of us froze.

Zayden’s expression changed instantly.

All traces of calm disappeared.

“Stay here,” he said.

My chest tightened.

“Who is that?”

He didn’t answer.

Instead, he turned toward the door, his posture shifting into something more dangerous.

More alert.

And that was when I realized—

Whoever was outside…

Wasn’t supposed to find us. 😈🔥